Lemon Slices

Crossing over to an independent urban world where martial arts and immortal law coexisted, the only thing Lin Shen could rely on was his clone's golden finger.
"Clone cultivation, the host becomes stronger."
"Clone [Pure Flame Body]: Flame attribute techniques cultivation speed +300%, Blazing Flame Palm, Melting Hand, Pure Flame Sword Skill... Any flame attribute techniques at your service. You can become a master in a day!"
"Clone [Natural Daoist Body]: cultivation speed +500%. All martial arts techniques can be understood at first glance, and will be integrated, crushing all geniuses!"
"Clone [Non-self Sword God]: Sword art technique power +200%, sword art technique cultivation speed +200%. No matter how strong you are, I will cut you down with one strike!"
...
"You never know how many clones are trying to cultivate behind the person you are talking to in front of you!"
"What does it have to do with me if my clone did it?"
"Don't try to outnumber me cuz you can't!"

I Have Countless Clones

The cat general's words stunned Lin Shen.

His eyes flashed, and he asked curiously, "What deal?"

As soon as the cat general said this, both Lin Shen and Ai were stunned.

"I can't stay by Ai's side all the time, and Ai is innocent. She can't live in Dragonside City alone, so I hope you can take care of her."

Lin Shen glanced at Ai and thought to himself that the cat general was making an understatement. She wasn't just naive; she was rather dumb.

If she really lived alone in Linlong City, she might be caught at any time.

Lin Shen was a little curious about how Ai could last so long under the siege of the Night Grinders.

Many thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant. Lin Shen pursed his lips and shook his head to stop his imagination.

Too Generous